Joe Sugg Imagines

Stressed

"SHIT!" You yelled as all the papers you wanted to carry from your desk towards your bed fell on the floor.

"What happened?" Your boyfriend, Joe, walked in the room after hearing you yell.

"I dropped the fucking papers. I'm so stupid, oh my god." He helped you pick up the papers and notebooks and get them on the bed. "Thanks." You mumbled as you reorganised everything.

"Food's gonna be here any minute, alright? I'll call you so you can come to eat." You just nodded, drowning yourself in all the information again. He kissed the top of your head before leaving the room.

You had exams coming up, too many exams in such a short period of time, you wished they weren't as important for your final grades but unluckily, they were. If you failed one of them, you would fail the class, and that's the last thing you wanted to do, specially when you and Joe had planned to go on an adventure the whole summer.

You couldn't wait for the day to leave to come, but right now, all you could see was exam dates and thousands of words that mixed in your head.

You were a good student, you always studied and got good results on tests but finals just got out the worst of you, of course it was worth it, because when you showed your results everyone was really proud of you.

You pouted and started high lighting the key parts of the text in front of you as you faintly heard Joe yell at the TV, probably playing a video game.

"Y/N, love, food's here!" You heard him yell a few minutes later.

You got up and fixed your shorts and Joe's hoodie and walked towards the living room, sitting on the sofa, hugging your legs, as you waited for Joe to bring the food.

"There you go, love." He smiled as he gave you a plate with what you had ordered earlier and a glass of soda.

"Thank you." You smiled slightly at him and started eating.

You were starving, all the studying left you little to no time for eating. It was only for a few days so you didn't really care, but you certainly enjoyed eating a lot more during these period of the year.

"Is it good?" He asked, smiling.

"So good."

You tried your hardest to not think of all the thing you still had to do and study, but you couldn't help it.

You were so scared of failing and disappointing everyone around you, specially your parents and Joe. Your parents sacrificed so many things so you could move to London and go to college here, you couldn't disappoint them by failing.

And Joe, he supported you on whatever you decided to do, and was extremely happy when you told him you would go to university here. He was already so proud of you, it would kill you to see disappointment in his eyes.

"So, how's the study going?"

You stopped chewing and looked at him, who was looking to his food, you swallowed as you felt your eyes fill with tears.

Oh, no. Shit. Out of all the things he could have asked, did he have to ask that?

You let out a little sob which made him turn to you. He left his plate on the coffee table and hurried to your side.

"Hey, gorgeous, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" He asked as he took your plate and put it beside his. Then he lifter you up and put you on his lap.

"Come on, love, tell me." He whispered.

"I'm so tired and I'm so scared of failing my exams and letting all of you down." You cried into his chest.

"You're stressed, babe, it's normal around this time." He kissed the top of your head. "Hey, look at me." He made you look up at him, into his blue eyes.

"You're not gonna fail, you're so smart! You're the smartest person I've ever met. Your exam results will be perfect! You don't have to be scared."

"But what if they don't and I fail? I don't want to disappoint you, Joe." You pouted.

"You'll never disappoint me, or your parents. Shit happens, and if you do fail, which you won't, you'll just take them again, there's no problem in that." He kissed your lips. "Let's do something, tonight and until the day after tomorrow, you will have a little break from all the studying, okay?"

"But I've got-" He cut you off.

"You don't have to study all day every day, love." You sighed "We'll stay in and cuddle and I'll tell you how proud of you I am and how much I love you. And maybe, if you want, we can go out for lunch and go for a walk on the park or something, sounds good?"

You nodded "Sounds good." You smiled. "I love you so much. I don't deserve you." You snuggled into his chest.

"It's the other way round, gorgeous. And, I love you too, no matter what."

He kissed your forehead and wrapped his arms tightly around you.
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happy Wattmas day, something idk what day it is, since i'm writing this ahead of time!

and this imagine is literally how i feel about my history grade

i'm super happy because i didn't make the football (soccer) team!

and i'm also happy because this book hit 1,000 reads?

holy fucking shit guys! thanks you so so so so so much!❤️

credit to @conorshickey on tumblr!

xx, Lizzie